Follow their coming direction, follow the starting point of that corrugated shape to find Mahapilo, and then see the figure of the inferior.
The loser is putting his hand in front of his mouth, and the lighter lights himself in an orderly way. The light rises in his hand, and the man-machine still approaches him in the black snow.
Mahapilo raised his hand consciously and wanted a light shield to protect the inferior.
But the worst is to look up and glance at him, and the banter in his eyes makes the strangler slightly stunned.
"Thanks, but no"
The worst bit a cigarette vague said
As the inferior knocks his metal lighter button crisp and distant, it echoes.
As if it wasn’t a lighter, it sounded like a force on the triangle, and the melodious sound echoed in the gray world … The farther away from him, the more sharp and violent the sound became, like a microphone whistling and a bomber getting closer to dropping bombs.
Wave-shaped, wave-shaped and wave-shaped shock waves will fall in black snow and disperse those black metal fragments, which are nailed to the surrounding building walls, and the human fleet is also blinking that day, torn apart by twisting forces and thrown around.
Just buckle lighter inferior square dark, covered by a fleet of people in the sky was suddenly broken a huge round hole-through the gray sky.
When the sea tactics are inferior to a certain extent, it will lose its meaning to the inferior. For the inferior, just snapping your fingers, walking and shaking lighters can destroy these scum after the waves are multiplied.
When watching the third attack of the human fleet, the face of the inferior showed impatience.
"Have they always been so fond of doing work?"
The loser sighed. "Can you get out? Have some brains, gentlemen This kind of waste has not come ten times again. "
Just a flat whisper
But his words seem to be really understood by the human fleet.
It seems that the annealing device identified the identity of the inferior and the board of directors reached an evacuation order … After being easily destroyed by the inferior, the fleet of people circled for a long time and actually dispersed like this.
Strangulation was finally relieved, and the body was shining and gradually extinguished.
He looked at the inferior and hesitated.
The inferior looks back at the strangulation corners of the mouth slightly, covering the whole world around, and the gray curtain is taken back to the shadow behind him by the inferior as it fades.
"Huh?"
The loser Gherardini looked over with a cigarette in his mouth. "What’s the matter with the lion? This expression … is there anything you want to say? "
"… no, it’s nothing"
Mahapiro’s expression was slightly delayed and he took the initiative to move his eyes and changed the topic "When will you come back?"
Before he heard the words of the inferior who laughed at himself, the inferior really hid himself and watched the fun until he was in distress before finally deciding to help.
But now he is looking at the inferior body stained with stains, which suddenly reacts.
The inferior is not hiding. The man who is uncomfortable without mocking others is just a habitual lip-synching.
The worst is now across the street from the Yiti Hospital, that is, one step behind the strangulation.
He didn’t hide here before because he was too focused before strangulation and put all his attention on Xiaoya, Yiti Hospital and Man-Machine Talent Root, and didn’t see his colleague who was right in front of him.
"Oh, not long ago, I was still in my brother’s house and lamented that you couldn’t find me until I struggled to come back. If I really count on you to save me, I’m afraid I won’t see you until I turn into a sausage."
The loser looks up and mocks.
His last remark was that code slang of Happy Island, but it was just slang. In fact, it has now become a kind of segment stalk-a popular stalk among code makers and some "code culture lovers" in urban schools.
Usually when they threaten to kill each other, they will say something like "make you into sausage" … which is probably similar to "sinking into Tokyo Bay" and "a private room at the bottom of the West Lake"
Strangulation became a bit odd when I heard this.
"… don’t say sausage" strangulation shook his head "let people hear bad"
"hmm? You mean … is there such a thing? " On the contrary, the inferior is somewhat surprised.
He was just playing around, and he didn’t even take it seriously.
As a result, strangulation reacted so much?
"Well, ten years ago. That was quite popular."
Strangulation sighed with a complicated expression. "Before I first met you … at that time, I also threw the living into it."
Because happy island code people are born in urban areas, that is, automatic factory areas.
There was a time when the power in the city was very chaotic. The coders had their own backgrounds and organizations to a greater or lesser extent. No one dared to try each other’s backgrounds by themselves, but there were also special circumstances in which they had to kill each other for vendetta, assassination or robbery.
At that time, it was unreliable to find a way to get rid of each other’s bodies and throw them into the garbage area. It was easy to be turned out to check the traces. At that time, some people liked to throw the bodies into the sausage factory to destroy the bodies … The coders were also happy to be so disgusting. Some urban residents who were kidnapped in the city and then killed their tickets would eventually be thrown into the sausage factory-occasionally sending videos and a sausage back.
This kind of thing is easy to make news, and once it is published in the newspaper, it will form a deterrent to other urban residents whose families have been kidnapped.
At that time, coders followed the principle of "big organizations are dogs for companies", "small organizations are dogs for Chinese people" and "it is better to fight alone than dogs". This kind of business belongs to everyone’s business … Some are kidnapping for company executives, and some are fighting for business. Some are second-hand mercenaries who don’t know who Party A is, and some are simply tinkering with something for themselves.
"I’m not saying that coders have any noble morality now …"
Strangulation looked complicated, shook his head and whispered, "But more than ten years ago, it was much more degenerate than it is now. At that time, the city just became legalized … it was a real order."
To be precise, the group of "older coders" who strangled their father were vicious and twisted. When they ruled the city, the coders in the city shot three times every other, and there was definitely a net escape.
Then the wizards appeared.
These young people can communicate and learn magic in the dream world, and they don’t have as many psionic powers as they do. The first thing young wizards do is to kill these "old things".
Later, after the three pillars of discord, malt liquor and strangulation, the city became cleaner. Since then, most of the bodies have been directly thrown into the garbage disposal plant. Of course, it is not excluded that there are cases where people who hate the old code in the city will throw their bodies into the sausage factory-but this is meaningless, and they can actually be mentally disgusted.
Because the sausage factory is very complicated in detection, separation, sterilization and cooking, all the "materials" can be made into sausages with the same taste, not to mention throwing corpses into them, even throwing excrement into them, the waste will be automatically separated and discharged.
In fact, I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it before strangulation.
-urban lords don’t treat them as people, so those who have no education, no job and no family code don’t need to be polite. They are just opposites.
If it is found that the opposite side has notified the executive department after the person is tied up, it is reasonable to throw the person into the sausage factory, or directly record it as a 1G video and send it back to punish and retaliate.
….. but now strangulation has become a little nervous.
I don’t know if he doesn’t want Xiaoya to hear such a thing. The coders in Yongquan Island live a life that makes him envy … Even those who have fallen into slavery scales are not bitter at all in strangulation. Compared with Happiness Island, this is indeed a paradise for people.
If you tell those dark jokes on Happiness Island, I’m afraid it will scare Xiaoya.
The loser looked at him strangely and sighed, "The result is really … I saw a strange scene."